Flames Of Chaos

Chapter 1: I get roasted (literally)

     "I'm bored." I complain.
     Tom sighs from across the table."Sonic, you're always bored. Eat your vegetables, then I'll read you a story."
     "Ugh, I hate veggies." I grumble, but reluctantly begin to pick at the broccoli.
     I look over to see what everyone else is doing. Knuckles and Tails are having an arm wrestling contest (although Knuckles was definitely holding back his strength despite still easily beating Tails), and Maddie was trying to calm a crying Emily, with little success, while also keeping an eye on Tails and Knuckles.
     Tom walked over to Maddie. "Here, let me watch her,"
     It was a typical Friday afternoon. Everything was perfect. Unfortunately, I had zero idea just how fast that could change.
     About two hours later, I was sitting in my room, reading a comic. It was storming out. I thought I smelled smoke. However, I assumed that it was my imagination. The smell got stronger. I put down my comic and started walking towards the door so I could go downstairs and see who burnt whatever it was that they were cooking. When, I touched the door handle, I pulled back, wincing. It was hot. Like, really hot. I was beginning to panic.
     I rushed to see if I could somehow escape through the window. Nope, I was on the second floor. I rushed around the room, looking for a possible solution. Anything. Anything that could help even slightly.
     A piece of debris that was on fire fell from the roof onto my arm, pinning it to the ground. I tried (and failed) to get up. I was freaking out. My arm hurt so much that it didn't. I don't remember just how long I was stuck there, but it felt like forever. I remember being half passed out and Knuckles lifting up the debris and carrying me out.
     The good news was I didn't die. The bad news? The bad news was that that was the only good news.